When i was a kid,
I still remember,
I will write down my feelings in a piece of paper,
It's strange,
And now,
As i grow older,
Here i go again
YOU ARE READING
A Room and The Sweet Old Chair
PoetryWhen you're feels so alone All your thoughts are gone A demon in your heart will born lt will keep haunting you all night long
A Pen and A Piece of Paper
When i was a kid,
I still remember,
I will write down my feelings in a piece of paper,
It's strange,
And now,
As i grow older,
Here i go again
